Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label late winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label late winter. Show all posts

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Prose

A once again winter wonderland blankets the hills with a here today gone tomorrow snow storm. I am torn between the grip of winter and my struggle to meet with the first day of spring. I have felt the pull of the seasons as my spirit raced with out direction only to once again surface from the denial of darkness. Strengthening and yet still heavily layered within an indecisive set of boundaries. The white of the snow brightened the sunless day and the cold a reminder of the many months we have confronted, battled and won. In the shadow of reality is the warmth of your love that brings such beauty into my life and still I question all that is. It is an uncommon blend of touch from a distance that braces down tightly to overcome the images of oneness.
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Life is only complicated by our desires and
our uncontrolling craving.
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To soar high within the heavens is to battle and win.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The Dance Floor of Life


Surrounded by the hollow in its snow winter white, the fire is steadily burning and toasty am I. Alone for the moment, till I closed my eyes and a dance floor from the heavens fell from the sky.


Sings>Take my hand, take my heart, my love all yours, smile and laugh like never before. Take my hand, take my heart, my love all yours, soul dancing on life's dance floor.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Forever and a day.

I imagined behind me, your arms around me tight, all that could be seen is the smiles glistening in the snow of white. I imagined the snowfall only for our eyes and this winter wonderland was a secret love surprise. I imagined forever, in your arms I'd stay, through all the seasons of our life, forever and a day.


Sunday, March 18, 2007

Storm

Snow and rain, sleet and ice a blustery mixture of life.
Struggles, dreams and memories,
caught in every storm.

Layered rock is quite the norm, piece by piece a picture
forms. Sun baked smiles in various styles,
direct from you to me.



Saturday, March 17, 2007

Winters Song


I am trying to be strong, to rid my life of all the wrongs,
to embrace the winter song, while I await
the announcement of spring.

The Rising Sun




With the winter sun rising and the darkness to my
back, all I need is to think of you and the
magic brings you back.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

The Memory Mirror




The growth of pine a foot a year
a shocking reminder, a memory mirror.
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The reflection of time reminisce of fear
of life as it stands through trial and err.
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Days of laughter , days of sorrow,
days that lead unto tomorrow.
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One last glimpse of looking back,
to leave behind a cloud of black.